In Sea City.
In a modest neighborhood, Mo Qianchi, who had already been drained of his wealth by Liu Sanming, sat woodenly in a shabby old house.
This was the only property Liu Sanming had left for him.
To give him a place to live.
But at this mont, there were two other people standing beside Mo Qianchi.
The two appeared to be about his age, with even more gray hair, and they wore simple casual clothes, looking like two retired elderly n.
"Qianchi, don’t you recognize us?"
"Qianchi, stop pretending, get up!"
"Eh? Really no reaction at all, no wonder he didn’t greet us when he saw us in the neighborhood earlier."
After muttering for a while, the two finally confird that there was sothing wrong with Mo Qianchi.
Soon, each of them held a magical artifact in their hands.
The elderly man on the left held a bell covered in blue-green rust.
The elderly man on the right had a thirty-centiter-long peachwood sword, inscribed with six Daoist words.
The two stood one in front and one behind, and began chanting a spell and performing a ritual dance!
After a few minutes, smoke began to waft out of Mo Qianchi’s body!
Soon, Mo Qianchi’s previously vacant face showed a hint of normal color.
His eyes regained so normal brightness.
"Qianchi, are you awake? I’m the senior brother, and this is the second senior brother."
The elder in front patted Mo Qianchi’s shoulder and said softly.
The elder at the back squinted his eyes and held his breath.
Mo Qianchi looked at the elder in front of him, then glanced at the elder behind him, and suddenly—
A wry smile appeared on his face.
"Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother... I never thought I’d suffer such a setback, being tripped up by a kid... You must avenge . These days, I’ve been resisting the curse on , so my energy is almost depleted..."
After saying this, Mo Qianchi spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath stopped instantly, leaving him motionless on the ground.
The two elders were shocked to the extre!
Their eyes first showed imnse sadness, then turned into overwhelming anger!
"Qianchi!! Qianchi, Third Junior Brother, you... you can go in peace, we will definitely avenge you!"
"No matter what background that kid has, we must ensure he dies without a grave!"
...
In the wooden building, after Liu Sanming’s intimate monts with Bai Xi, Bai Xi had already gone downstairs to rest.
Liu Sanming was ditating, recovering.
At this mont, his eyelids suddenly twitched!
A bad premonition rose in his heart.
Liu Sanming imdiately calculated with a hand sign, his gaze gradually becoming cold and sharp.
"Mo Qianchi is actually dead... and the Slave Curse on him was broken, could soone have co to rescue him?"
But after a few dozen seconds, Liu Sanming no longer pondered this matter.
After all, Mo Qianchi was no match for him even when he was alive.
Even if there were more profound experts, Liu Sanming had nothing to fear.
What he needed to do now was to ditate in this wooden building, absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to enhance his cultivation.
In the blink of an eye, a day had passed.
Liu Sanming didn’t go to Massage City.
In the evening, Fu Donghai ca to the villa, arranged for Fu Long to prepare a banquet, and stayed for dinner with Liu Sanming.
The only woman accompanying them at the table was the Dragon Lady.
Bai Xi was left by Liu Sanming to rest in the wooden building, and he taught her so cultivation techniques for her to practice with the elixirs.
The Dragon Lady noticed that neither Bai Xi nor Xu Wan’Er were present, and her beautiful eyes couldn’t help but light up.
Wasn’t this a great opportunity?
If she could win over Liu Sanming with so wine, she could have a bright future too?
Fu Long quietly kicked her under the table and gave her a look.
The Dragon Lady nodded slightly, indicating she understood and would not waste this good opportunity.
The table was full of delicacies, and the wine was the best Moutai.
Liu Sanming wasn’t polite, eating heartily without any airs of a reclusive master.
However, this deanor made Fu Donghai quite fond of him, feeling a sense of closeness.
After all, he ca from a laborious background, with no significant connections, and also liked this down-to-earth way of eating.
The two chatted while eating, with Fu Donghai being very talkative, while Liu Sanming mostly nodded.
As for Fu Donghai and his son’s toasts, he drank them all.
Before they knew it, four bottles of Moutai were gone.
Fu Donghai and his son’s faces were slightly flushed, but Liu Sanming showed no change at all.
The father and son couldn’t help but admire his drinking capacity, further believing it was the result of his Profound Technique protecting his body.
The Dragon Lady dared not interrupt, quietly eating and listening.
Pouring wine and serving dishes, she took the initiative to do these tasks.
She secretly observed Liu Sanming, wanting to understand his character better.
But she found that she couldn’t see through Liu Sanming at all.
On the surface, Liu Sanming seed simple, eating and drinking freely, speaking straightforwardly, smiling without a care, but beneath his words, there was clearly a deeply hidden cunning.
How could a truly simple person handle the Yang Family?
The Dragon Lady’s respect for Liu Sanming deepened.
After drinking two more bottles of Moutai, Fu Donghai saw that Liu Sanming was satisfied, and said with a smile, "Mr. Liu, I have a difficult matter. I wonder if you could help. I guarantee you won’t be disappointed if it succeeds."
"Brother, the trouble my dad encountered is indeed uncanny. He’s asked many people to solve it and only dared to trouble you now."
Fu Long said with a wry smile.
"What is it? Tell the details, we’re not outsiders. I’ll help if I can."
Liu Sanming said while picking his teeth.
Seeing Liu Sanming’s response, Fu Donghai imdiately explained everything seriously.
It turned out that early in the year, he had purchased a piece of land for fifty million to build a shopping mall.
However, halfway through the construction, three severe accidents occurred in succession, resulting in two deaths and one serious injury.
Although Fu Donghai spent money to appease the families of the victims, minimizing the social impact, the project had to be halted for rectification.
Even eerier, later workers on site discovered mysterious clay pots hidden in the soil.
Inside were not only dead sheep heads but also black donkey hooves, cinnabar needles, etc...
This led to rumors that the entire project site had been cursed, scaring the workers into taking leave.
Fu Donghai also went to inspect the site, feeling creeped out after seeing the unearthed clay pots.
After he finished speaking, Fu Long added so details and even showed Liu Sanming photos on his phone.
Liu Sanming, biting a toothpick, had a slightly colder gaze.
"You’ve offended soone and gotten caught in a counter-cursing spell field."
"A spell field?"
Fu Donghai beca sowhat anxious upon hearing this.
"Brother, please explain more. We don’t understand these things... and also, can this situation be resolved?"
Fu Long hurriedly asked.
Liu Sanming nodded, "It’s a bit troubleso to resolve, but not too difficult for . The biggest issue is, you have to find the true culprit behind this, or else, after clearing it, they might sneak in again one day to plant pots and set up the spell field."
"Alright, I will definitely investigate this thoroughly, thank you, Mr. Chen!"
Fu Donghai quickly stood up to toast him.
Liu Sanming responded courteously, gulping down a glass.
The Dragon Lady, seeing him sweat after eating and drinking, approached with care, fanning him gently.
As she bent slightly, a large portion of her snowy white bosom was revealed.
Liu Sanming noticed and couldn’t help but feel his gaze heating up.
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